Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Forget it, I don’t care about so many things. Anyway, I’m dead, and I can’t escape, and I can’t beat you, so I might as well look back and see how Tianhong is like.

After defining the meaning, I looked back as I said.

Oh my God, under the faint moonlight, I vaguely saw that the group of snakes had begun to climb onto the stone where Tianhong was, and Tianhong kept pulling down the poisonous snakes that had climbed onto the stone with a stick.

But two fists are hard to match four hands. I push one down and climb two up. Judging from this situation, Tianhong will probably be bitten to death within a moment.

How about it, do you know what's going on this time?

The poisonous snake bites him but does not bite you. It can be imagined that either you have a physical condition or you have a treasure on you.

Lao Jintou paused and continued, "Just like your little figure without the power to tie a chicken, your body must be very special, so the latter is more likely. Is there any treasure? Lao Jintou's voice suddenly sounded behind me.

I quickly turned around and cried and said, "I have no treasures. You are about to let us go, let us go...

OK, you honestly hand over the treasures on you. I can keep you, Tianhong and Monkey, a corpse, and you decide whether to hand over them.

But I want to remind you that if you hesitate, Tianhong will be pierced by Wanshe. Humph. The old golden head let out his signature dark laugh again.

After hearing this, my brain teasers started to spin rapidly, constantly thinking about what treasures I had on me. If there were, I would definitely hand them over and save Tianhong first.

But the more anxious I was, the more confused I felt. The cry for help from Tianhong came from behind, which made my heart feel like fifteen buckets of water, up and down.

At the same time, my heart kept praying: "Grandpa, where are you? Come and save us, come and save us."

Just at this moment of great trouble, I suddenly thought of my grandfather. By the way, my grandfather had given a small peach wood sword before, with talismans painted on it. According to my grandfather, it was passed down by his ancestors to protect his life and a magic weapon. It was also a rare holy weapon in the entire Zhuyouke. Could it be that this inconspicuous peach wood sword saved me?

After thinking of this layer, I immediately subconsciously reached into the pocket of my shirt and quickly touched the little peach wood sword.

After the peach wood sword tentacles, I suddenly felt very stable and peaceful, which made me calm down instantly.

I thought that if I handed over the peach wood sword at this time, Tianhong would also be bitten to death by a snake. In any case, the old golden head would not let us go.

Since he wants to get the Taomu Sword so much, why don’t I use this as a bargaining chip for negotiation and force him to save Tianhong first?

As soon as I thought about this, I stopped crying, cleared my throat, and prepared to exchange conditions with Lao Jintou.

But at this moment, in the empty dark night, a desolate flute sound suddenly sounded, a low and gentle sound, which seemed particularly sad at this moment.

I quickly raised my head and looked at Lao Jintou. Strangely, the sound of the flute was not played by Lao Jintou, because his flute was in his left hand at this time, but his expression seemed extremely nervous and frightened.

Old Jintou is afraid of the sound of the flute!!!

Or, Lao Jintou is afraid that this flute player. At this moment, I will certainly not naively think that the sound of the flute is a boring person who can spare time at night. Why does it matter if it exists? If that's the case, why don't I just wait and see what it means?

He immediately stretched out his little hand from his pocket, turned around, and looked around at the source of the flute sound, hoping to find out who was playing.

Unfortunately, the moonlight was relatively light tonight, and with the faint bamboo forest around it, there was no way to see who was playing it within your eyes. The only thing that could be sure was that the sound of the flute came from the direction of the village.

Could someone have come to save us?

But I never knew who in the village could blow the flute so low and gentle.

But none of this is what I should pay attention to at this time, because a bigger change has already happened!

That's the snake group!!!

After hearing the sound of the flute, the snake group instantly retreated into the depths of the bamboo forest like a tide, as if some major crisis was coming.

When it comes, it is as fast as flowing water, when it goes, it is as fast as lightning, and in an instant, the black group of snakes has dissipated into the open space.

If it weren't for the poisonous snakes that were crushed and trampled to death by me on the ground, and the fishy smell that could not be dissipated for a long time, no one would have thought of the one that had been black here, all of which were full of poisonous snakes, and no one would have thought of the kind of disaster we had experienced just now.

Alas... a long sigh came from the old golden head's mouth.

After sighing, the old golden head stared at me with a resentful look and said gritting his teeth: "For Shan Jiubian, I have received all my credit. I didn't expect that I would be able to make a plan for my lifetime, but in the end I was defeated by you three little kids who were still stinky...

Then, without waiting for me to refute him, he changed his subject and shouted to the deep outside of the bamboo forest: "Woman Gu, since she is here, then come out, what does it look like to hide her head and reveal her tail?

Humph, you, a careless guy, we took you in the village and built a house for you. Even if you are an ungrateful wolf, you should raise it. It would be fine if you don’t want to repay your kindness, but you actually did such an inhumane thing.

After saying that, the Gu Wu walked out of the bamboo forest, still in a high bun, a black dress, a wrinkled face, and angry eyes.

The walking speed was not at all old, and he was holding a simple bamboo flute in his hand. He also came out with his grandfather, ghost woman, and village chief.

Oh, all are here, okay, it seems that God is going to destroy me. Since all old friends are here, let's have a good fight.

I have always heard that your Bai family is Zhu You Zheng orthodox, and I have long wanted to meet you, but I have always dared not challenge you due to my identity. Now let’s have a great battle to see if you Zhu Youli or our black witch disciples are clever.

Lao Jin, why bother? No matter how big the hatred is, there is no need to make things difficult for these children, right?

As he said that, grandpa looked at me lovingly, and then continued to say to Lao Jintou, "Lao Jin, our good friends for more than ten years, you tell me your grievances, how about we explain the truth together?
Chapter completed!